Making new friends....

So, I am sure many of you are thinking, OH, how sweet, the boys must have made some new friends, or something like that. Well, actually, the story is a little different...

A few weeks ago, Dave was down in the basement, and I hear him loudly yell, "HOLY COW!" I run to the door to check on him, and he yells at me, "Don't come down here. Everything is OK, but don't come down here!" A few minutes later, he hollers up at me to bring the boys out on the deck, and he comes out of the basement, holding...Our new friend!



Yes, that's right, this big fella was crawling around in our basement! The thought of this still makes my skin crawl! So, David disposes of him, and I do my best not to think about how he got in there. Later that afternoon, Dave and I are headed downstairs to the computer, when Dave stops in his tracks, and says, Oh, man, # 2." I'm thinking, What? Dave then hustles us both back up the stairs, and then goes back down, and a few minutes later, emerges from the basement, with, you guessed it, ANOTHER ONE!




So, in less than 4 hours, we have found 2 HUGE rat snakes in our basement. Literally, these guys were at least 3 feet long a piece. Still have no idea where they came from, and I'm not sure I want to know. But, no more friends in the last 3 weeks, so hopefully it was some kind of fluke! However, I always say a prayer that I won't find one every time I go down in the basement!